Crimson Ink

Musical Bookmark

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To add to their horror and confusion a person began to slowly appear at the foot of the bed. He was a young man, perhaps 15, with dark hair and dark eyes wearing what Petunia recognized as a Hogwarts uniform, but was green unlike her sister's red uniform ... and those eyes promised pain ...

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"Hmmm ... not much strength, but it's enough." The intense dark eyes glared menacingly at the helpless muggles as he slowly approached the head of the bed. With elegant and graceful motion he leaned closer to look the muggles over and clearly took a sadistic joy in seeing the terror in their eyes increase ten fold as he reached for their heads. "Oh good, you realize what I am. Don't worry though, I only want my book." He pulled back revealing ... nothing?

The muggle aunt and uncle watched as the magical person examined the air in his hand. A moment later the wizard chuckled and a book appeared in his hand. How long was that book there? Why didn't they see it? Their thoughts were broken as the wizard's deceptively angelic voice reached their ears ...

"A weak 'notice me not' spell. This could be what Harry meant when he said people couldn't see my book. I must thank whoever cast it, but now ..." He looked down at the terrified muggles. "Don't worry ... I have no intention of staying long." He turned and was about to leave letting the muggles relax a little, but then he stopped and glanced over his shoulder at them. "Of course what condition I leave you both in will solely depend on the condition of the child in the cupboard." He smirked as they paled several shades and left the room.

This house was dull, boring and cookie cutter like. As the wizard strolled down the hall covered with pictures of the family of three he passed a child's room. A very plump child was sleeping on the bed and the young wizard frowned. He wasn't a completely cruel man, but something should be done there. He continued down the stairs to the kitchen and broke into a run once he spotted the cupboard under the stairs. A little magic made the padlock pop right off and he threw the door open, but went too fast for he made the child in the darkness squeak in fear.

"Harry? Harry, it's ok ... it's me, Tom." Tom said softly as a small figure in the dark space move.

"Tom, you got out of your book." Tom had to bite his tongue to keep from gasping as a blood soaked boy in filthy clothes too big for him and a bruise on his cheek. The boy had the most lovely green eyes, but they were sunken in from starvation.

Tom gently picked the boy up ignoring the flinch, "Oh Harry, what did these fools do to you?" He froze suddenly as a warm feeling spread throughout his body making a tingling sensation. Tom was stunned at feeling and he could feel Harry cuddle closer to him meaning he felt it too. The formerly book bound wizard held the child close as he reveled in the warmth. Suddenly, Tom's eyes widened as he realized what this was ...

An Aura Song! He heard that a wizard's magic reacts like it's singing when it finds its soul mate. He was holding his future intended! It was a happy moment for the wizard, but he was more concerned about getting Harry help. The chances of the two muggles trapped upstairs living through the night dropped like a stone. A healer may come first, but the muggles won't be going anywhere anytime soon so he will take his time. Maybe let them starve a little so they understand what they did to Harry.

"Ok Harry ... let's see where you're hurt first before we leave." Tom said softly as he reluctantly set the boy on the table. He carefully pulled the filthy shirt off and winced as he realized it was stuck to some of the open wounds on the boy's back. The child in front of Tom was a skeleton covered in sores, bruises and gashes. "Dear Merlin." He gently examined each gash on the boy's back. Some were recent, some were not, but some were inflamed and hot to the touch meaning there could be a possible infection. As much as he wanted to torture the muggles he had to get Harry help before any infections spread or have the boy in pain for any longer than necessary.